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[00:10.130]Tell your mother I love her, nigga[00:12.026]As the captain survive the battle[00:14.043]Jacket made from Norwegian cattle[00:16.333]Pills in my pocket sound like a baby rattle[00:18.683]V.I.C.E.S - Parachute Escape Counseling (Prod. By Mordecai Bea) Stomp into the shithit of the stealth bomber, **** ka[00:21.333]Resemble Che Guevara in my recent pictures[00:24.243]Piss expensive liquors[00:26.045]V.I.C.E.S - Parachute Escape Counseling (Prod. By Mordecai Bea) Sexin' on eccentric b*****s, it was in the scriptu[00:28.373]Of the good book, Salmon filleted by the good cook[00:31.279]King of my castle through a shook crook[00:34.252]Or a pawn piece, silk on the Don's sheets[00:36.875]Hooked on the pharmies, my head stashed where the bong be[00:39.663]Da$H the field, you catch me where the Gods be[00:42.366]Mt. Olympus, Hera as my mistress[00:45.348]Sexin' on eccentric b*****s, it was in the s*******e[00:48.663]Check the quota, smoking SOMA out in Wigoma[00:50.873]I'm on the Motorola, discussing cash of course[00:53.307]A left jab from Zab had paid the mansion off[00:55.754]Mother****er it's him[00:57.418]And I ain't prayed in mother****ing months[01:00.136]So a nigga wonder where I'm going when I die[01:02.441]And lately I been talking to these blunts[01:05.356]Cause they the only ones that never ever told a lie[01:08.281]I'm either flying or I'm frying[01:10.936]I'm either flying or I'm frying nigga[01:13.191]I'm either flying or I'm frying[01:15.932]I'm either flying or I'm frying nigga[01:19.047]Yo, my self esteem's on ****in fire, I'm a walking benzo[01:23.058]Got a b***h named Mckenzie but I just call her Kenzo[01:26.619]Stole her father Enzo, smoking in it with the tints low[01:29.049]Now I'm schizo off the blunt[01:30.975]Did it for the stunt, nah, did it for the bread[01:33.401]You in it for the love, b***h I'm in it for the head[01:36.701]Get it right, give a nigga white rice out of spite[01:39.279]Made the game, you're playing Fischer Price[01:41.756]Throw the dice, hit the trips, niggas licking d**k[01:44.930]Kiss the 'wood, grip the Remy fifth, now I'm feeling tips[01:48.224]Get it jumping, some niggas think they pumping[01:51.553]My homie showing up with something sure to end the function[01:53.944]Ain't sane, whole squad got the set banged[01:56.638]And most of these rappers need a sex change[01:59.275]Chief hash, eyes lower than my jeans sag[02:02.309]It's "Free Mav" 'til they free Mav[02:05.022]And I ain't prayed in mother****ing months[02:08.458]So a nigga wonder where I'm going when I die[02:11.242]And lately I been talking to these blunts[02:14.059]Cause they the only ones that never ever told a lie[02:16.887]I'm either flying or I'm frying[02:19.736]I'm either flying or I'm frying nigga[02:21.897]I'm either flying or I'm frying[02:25.033]I'm either flying or I'm frying nigga[02:28.062](Counseling)[02:42.578]Young and high as if Medusa cut her eyes at me[02:46.796]Cry when I'm happy, laugh when I'm sad[02:49.232]Sayin' she only going to college cause she trying to make her mom happy[02:52.489]Strung out so she don't **** with her dad[02:55.335]And she'll do whatever it takes just so I could see the bigger picture[02:58.483]V.I.C.E.S - Parachute Escape Counseling (Prod. By Mordecai Bea) Realest nigga, roll the shit before a nigga dic[03:01.242]Said she was a sniffer, but only on occasions[03:04.036]And I couldn't say I minded all these drugs that I be taking[03:06.953]Conversations, situation got her ridin' like she brakeless[03:12.040]But maybe she wanted out, I never asked the b***h[03:15.669]But that actavis and hash and cabbage spliff will have you on some bastard shit[03:19.700]Muscle relaxers injested after I crashed the whip[03:22.217]She started screamin' so loud that a nigga had to smack her, shit[03:25.599]Now I'm a lone ranger[03:27.218]Saddle crafted after mastiff skin, so you can see I'm on my bullshit[03:30.111]Like a preacher from the pulpit[03:33.564]Or a skeezer with a full lip schemin' on a full grip[03:36.897]V.I.C.E.S - Parachute Escape Counseling (Prod. By Mordecai Bea) **** 'em, ain't much more that a nigga could tel[03:40.826]Heads spinnin' like propellors, vision impaired, Helen Keller[03:44.204]From this Crown that I'm drowning in[03:48.644]I found a pool full of liquor and I dived in it[03:51.849]Ride tinted, lime scented, dimes in it[03:55.263]All these rap lines is just the life that I'm livin'